Building for a Brick

his life was extinguished

like a cigarette tossed in a toilet

is a line I wrote a while back

but have yet to find a place for

cigarettes don't go out

they're put out

and when they are put out

in something wet like a puddle

I think of a snake

and the start of its hiss

but anyways I like the line

and just want to be able to put it out there

I thought about writing a murder mystery

creating characters and putting them on pages

just to kill off the protagonist

just to snuff him out

just to use the line

just to put me out of my misery